Soundboy Kill It
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โฑ๏ธ 3:08 duration
๐ ID: 5845724
๐ Lyrics
Ay-yo, life's good, cashmere sweaters in the rover
Pull up at the club, getting love, pull em over
Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
We sit, burn money all day, blow and roll up
Fine broads around, that's fly, that's a low ball
Paper settlin' its real for my gold club come up
You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
Yelling 'Let me hold something!'
Now shorty throw your booty up
Niggas with cash
Keep it above, we and Louis leather stuff
Sit back, blasted, do me something
When it comes to you, me and this rap shit
I'm quick to(Petulia??)
My style, my fly, my weather
Yeah I drive high plus fly
You a devil, you endeavor
Mean days in Ciroc with the kettle
Throwing cream at shorty's, love it, he a rebel
Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
(To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
(I seen so many scars from it)
Yeah
No, we can't turn back the rain
Now we gotta find another way
Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
Got me caught up can't you...
Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
Raekwon, kill it!
Ay-yo, wagwan, you know what it is!
Assassin, soundboy gangsta, let's go!
Reminisce about (?) like a ziplock (Blaow! Blaow!)
Murder soundboy, kill the disc-jock (Blaow! Blaow!)
He a baller (?) six-pack (Blaow! Blaow!)
Cyphers on me like rick-rock (Blaow! Blaow!)
(I kind of lost it after that.)
Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
(To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
(I seen so many scars from it)
Yeah
No, we can't turn back the rain
Now we gotta find another way
Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
Got me caught up can't you...
Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
Raekwon, kill it!
It's real, man
The Chef, Assassin, Melanie Fiona
Word up all my soundboy killers
The DJs, (?), word up man
100 cases of fuckin' Guinness
Nigga you know how we win this
Song feels so real 'til I finish this shit
Aah!
Pull up at the club, getting love, pull em over
Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
We sit, burn money all day, blow and roll up
Fine broads around, that's fly, that's a low ball
Paper settlin' its real for my gold club come up
You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
Yelling 'Let me hold something!'
Now shorty throw your booty up
Niggas with cash
Keep it above, we and Louis leather stuff
Sit back, blasted, do me something
When it comes to you, me and this rap shit
I'm quick to(Petulia??)
My style, my fly, my weather
Yeah I drive high plus fly
You a devil, you endeavor
Mean days in Ciroc with the kettle
Throwing cream at shorty's, love it, he a rebel
Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
(To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
(I seen so many scars from it)
Yeah
No, we can't turn back the rain
Now we gotta find another way
Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
Got me caught up can't you...
Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
Raekwon, kill it!
Ay-yo, wagwan, you know what it is!
Assassin, soundboy gangsta, let's go!
Reminisce about (?) like a ziplock (Blaow! Blaow!)
Murder soundboy, kill the disc-jock (Blaow! Blaow!)
He a baller (?) six-pack (Blaow! Blaow!)
Cyphers on me like rick-rock (Blaow! Blaow!)
(I kind of lost it after that.)
Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
(To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
(I seen so many scars from it)
Yeah
No, we can't turn back the rain
Now we gotta find another way
Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
Got me caught up can't you...
Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
Raekwon, kill it!
It's real, man
The Chef, Assassin, Melanie Fiona
Word up all my soundboy killers
The DJs, (?), word up man
100 cases of fuckin' Guinness
Nigga you know how we win this
Song feels so real 'til I finish this shit
Aah!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.75] Ay-yo, life's good, cashmere sweaters in the rover
[00:12.81] Pull up at the club, getting love, pull em over
[00:14.47] Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
[00:17.21] We sit, burn money all day, blow and roll up
[00:19.36] Fine broads around, that's fly, that's a low ball
[00:21.88] Paper settlin' its real for my gold club come up
[00:24.99] You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
[00:27.97] Yelling 'Let me hold something!'
[00:30.10] Now shorty throw your booty up
[00:32.43] Niggas with cash
[00:33.51] Keep it above, we and Louis leather stuff
[00:35.31] Sit back, blasted, do me something
[00:36.29] When it comes to you, me and this rap shit
[00:39.20] I'm quick to(Petulia??)
[00:39.95] My style, my fly, my weather
[00:40.55] Yeah I drive high plus fly
[00:41.95] You a devil, you endeavor
[00:47.35] Mean days in Ciroc with the kettle
[00:48.98] Throwing cream at shorty's, love it, he a rebel
[00:50.02] Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
[00:50.92] (To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
[00:53.73] Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
[00:55.98] (I seen so many scars from it)
[00:57.43] Yeah
[00:59.80] No, we can't turn back the rain
[01:02.72] Now we gotta find another way
[01:05.63] Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
[01:08.28] Got me caught up can't you...
[01:09.38] Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
[01:15.26] Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
[01:19.49] Raekwon, kill it!
[01:22.63] Ay-yo, wagwan, you know what it is!
[01:24.37] Assassin, soundboy gangsta, let's go!
[01:27.16] Reminisce about (?) like a ziplock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:30.15] Murder soundboy, kill the disc-jock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:32.03] He a baller (?) six-pack (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:35.05] Cyphers on me like rick-rock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:37.04] (I kind of lost it after that.)
[01:48.10] Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
[02:06.76] (To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
[02:07.67] Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
[02:10.01] (I seen so many scars from it)
[02:10.58] Yeah
[02:16.45] No, we can't turn back the rain
[02:19.21] Now we gotta find another way
[02:20.93] Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
[02:23.51] Got me caught up can't you...
[02:25.57] Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
[02:29.59] Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
[02:35.29] Raekwon, kill it!
[02:37.70] It's real, man
[02:41.32] The Chef, Assassin, Melanie Fiona
[02:42.43] Word up all my soundboy killers
[02:43.68] The DJs, (?), word up man
[02:45.95] 100 cases of fuckin' Guinness
[02:50.04] Nigga you know how we win this
[02:52.00] Song feels so real 'til I finish this shit
[02:54.99] Aah!
[02:56.82]
[00:12.81] Pull up at the club, getting love, pull em over
[00:14.47] Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
[00:17.21] We sit, burn money all day, blow and roll up
[00:19.36] Fine broads around, that's fly, that's a low ball
[00:21.88] Paper settlin' its real for my gold club come up
[00:24.99] You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
[00:27.97] Yelling 'Let me hold something!'
[00:30.10] Now shorty throw your booty up
[00:32.43] Niggas with cash
[00:33.51] Keep it above, we and Louis leather stuff
[00:35.31] Sit back, blasted, do me something
[00:36.29] When it comes to you, me and this rap shit
[00:39.20] I'm quick to(Petulia??)
[00:39.95] My style, my fly, my weather
[00:40.55] Yeah I drive high plus fly
[00:41.95] You a devil, you endeavor
[00:47.35] Mean days in Ciroc with the kettle
[00:48.98] Throwing cream at shorty's, love it, he a rebel
[00:50.02] Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
[00:50.92] (To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
[00:53.73] Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
[00:55.98] (I seen so many scars from it)
[00:57.43] Yeah
[00:59.80] No, we can't turn back the rain
[01:02.72] Now we gotta find another way
[01:05.63] Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
[01:08.28] Got me caught up can't you...
[01:09.38] Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
[01:15.26] Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
[01:19.49] Raekwon, kill it!
[01:22.63] Ay-yo, wagwan, you know what it is!
[01:24.37] Assassin, soundboy gangsta, let's go!
[01:27.16] Reminisce about (?) like a ziplock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:30.15] Murder soundboy, kill the disc-jock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:32.03] He a baller (?) six-pack (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:35.05] Cyphers on me like rick-rock (Blaow! Blaow!)
[01:37.04] (I kind of lost it after that.)
[01:48.10] Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
[02:06.76] (To every ghetto that's far, we here.)
[02:07.67] Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'guan kill it
[02:10.01] (I seen so many scars from it)
[02:10.58] Yeah
[02:16.45] No, we can't turn back the rain
[02:19.21] Now we gotta find another way
[02:20.93] Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
[02:23.51] Got me caught up can't you...
[02:25.57] Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
[02:29.59] Can't you see it's bout to blo-o-o-o-o-ow?
[02:35.29] Raekwon, kill it!
[02:37.70] It's real, man
[02:41.32] The Chef, Assassin, Melanie Fiona
[02:42.43] Word up all my soundboy killers
[02:43.68] The DJs, (?), word up man
[02:45.95] 100 cases of fuckin' Guinness
[02:50.04] Nigga you know how we win this
[02:52.00] Song feels so real 'til I finish this shit
[02:54.99] Aah!
[02:56.82]